A holy bonfire,burning hot amidst the sacred chants recited by the holy men;
Chants of promises ,Chants of togetherness,Chants of commitment,Chants of happiness,
Dressed in my best attires,with fragrance of sandalwood,rose and turmeric;
Set to embrace a life i was taught about ,ever since i realized i was a girl,
To be measured in gold was what i was never told!
Abandoned shall i be from the kindness that was always showed,was what i was never told!
Jubilance i bore shall be torn,
Yet the bonfire burnt, succumbing my life to lies and cries!